dreampost: even more after dark edition (IV)

[wotanon]

[ sexy dreams for thirsty idol bastards

shit's going to be sexy in here.

please list what you're open or not open to somewhere in your toplevel pls and thank ]

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[selfpreservationist]

What else do you need to know?

[rollplayinghouse]

Why am I tied up?

[selfpreservationist]

So that you don't go.

[rollplayinghouse]

...You can just ask.

[selfpreservationist]

Would you have said yes?

[rollplayinghouse]

Of course. You think I'd refuse, if you asked me to stay?

[selfpreservationist]

... maybe. You could have... and I wouldn't have been able... to stop you.

[rollplayinghouse]

If I really tried to leave now, would you stop me? Force me to stay?

[selfpreservationist]

[the bindings tighten a little...]

Don't.

[rollplayinghouse]

[She tenses more, but doesn't move.]

If I did. If I really didn't want to be here, if I screamed and pulled at my restraints, would you keep me tied down until my voice was hoarse and I rubbed my skin raw and couldn't fight any more?

[selfpreservationist]

[curling in on himself now, head lowered]

... I don't want... to do that...

[rollplayinghouse]

You don't need to.

You don't need to keep me tied up at all.

[selfpreservationist]

... do you promise?

[rollplayinghouse]

I promise.

[selfpreservationist]

... okay.

[slowly, slowly, the bindings relax--enough so she can move her limbs about]

[rollplayinghouse]

[Some of her tension starts to ease, and as soon as she has the slack to do it, she raises her hand to touch his chest lightly, where his tattoos seem to be moving.]

[selfpreservationist]

[they shift just a little along his skin, and after a moment they start to curl around her fingers. raven looks at her, uncertainly]

[rollplayinghouse]

[she blinks a few times in surprise, but otherwise doesn't seem particularly bothered by this]

Does that usually happen?

[selfpreservationist]

Only in dreams. They're just memories.

[does that explain anything, though?]

[rollplayinghouse]

Memories of what?

[selfpreservationist]

My familiars. My power. What I was capable of... before.

[the tattoos on his arms shift outward, disappearing from his skin entirely, forming a very large black panther that curls up next to raven and starts purring. he pets it]

Just memories, like I said.

[rollplayinghouse]

[a sudden panther makes Glory startle even more, but then she just stares at it in the darkness for a few seconds]

...I see. You must miss them.

[selfpreservationist]

[it seems... tame? it's just chilling]

... I guess I do.

[rollplayinghouse]

[She's still pretty calm about it, overall. Calmer than she was when she couldn't move, certainly]

...It seems...

[she searches for a word]

...nice. To have them.

[selfpreservationist]

Sometimes they were the only things keeping me alive. Especially among a ruined city, ravaged by demons...

[the rest of the tattoos slide off of him and disappear into shadows--as does the black of his hair, slithering off of him like ink. his hair underneath is white, the same shade as dante's, and nero's, and vergil's]

I think about them... when I feel weak.